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Being "green" and recycling my prose.
Waiting Waiting is the hardest part, you know. You're waiting as patiently as you can, trying to keep your hands busy, so your mind has something to keep it from wondering, pondering, questioning. But then you lose focu… -
there'll be peace when you are done
#1: there'll be peace when you are doneYou whisper that I’ve been quiet lately, and you ask what’s on my mind. I whisper back that confusion’s taken over me and that I’m not too sure I could find the words today. To s… -
Beautifully So
Well, I am back. Finally. The week seemed to drag, and I missed my baby kitty. But, anyway. The lake was gorgeous. Me and my sister walked on it pretty much every night... sometimes more. (the beach, that is.) The foo… -
(Im)perfect Harmony
#1: a grain of truth I’m not going to lie and say that it’s all alright. It’s not. And, despite what you think, it never was. Can’t you see the time you’ve thrown away? The clock has been dropping minutes left and rig… -
some kind of stain
#1: [I'm] so easy to wash away Ink stains, blood stains, and tear stains; thing that leave a mark... unlike me. Ink stained hands, blood stained clothes, and tear stained cheeks. I’m just full of non-existent clichés… -
Forgive Me
Can You forgive me for what I've said, what I've done, who I've been? Can You forgive me even when I can't forgive myself? Is there a limit to Your kindness, or can I push until I finally, finally, finally believe that… -
Don't Look Now
Don’t look now, but I think this just got a whole lot worse. (is it raining yet, baby?) Right now I just want to find somewhere to sit and not think for once. I think too much, and it’s getting in the way of living. I wa… -
I'm just waiting for my time
I realized that you never knew me, but now… now I’m beginning to think that’s a good thing. It gives me time to work out the kinks, and to plan out the twists. You’ll never know what hit you, but you’ll know that somethi… -
what you see isn't always what you get
#1: Re-Creating ParadiseIs this re-creating paradise or re-creating the prison you once wanted to be free from?(well, guess what? you’re right back where you started.)Let the little things take control, and the i… -
ignorance is(n't) bliss
I'm tired of feeling stuck and I'm tired of feeling useless. I'm tired of never feeling "good enough". I'm tired of always second guessing every word I say and every move I make. I'm tired of feeling invisible. I'm tired…
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